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turnthebadinme

[February 15th, the Catscratch Club]

Feb 14, 2009 12:29

Spotted: Nate Archibald, birthday boy extraordinaire. When in doubt, it's been said, turn to the local strip club. It may not exactly be tea and cupcakes or dinner at Socialista, but with the alcohol flowing and friends around, who cares? I'm sorry, was that sappy? Call me nostalgic, but put these Upper East Siders in a club and I just know all my ( Read more... )

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throw_it_off February 16 2009, 01:26:45 UTC

It was his birthday! Well, was his birthday, since it had actually happened a couple of days ago, but Nate couldn't complain. Not when he had new friends gathered around who wanted to be there just to be there, not to grace the society pages or get caught by Gossip Girl. There were no presents -- not that Nate could see -- and no extravagance. Just food and drinks, music and people, and maybe a dance for the birthday boy if he was lucky.

wizard_alive February 16 2009, 03:08:38 UTC

"Oh, hey!" Nita smiled as she saw Nate. She... didn't really remember that much about New Years, but there were a couple of things she did remember - and with the amount of time she saw Serena, she'd seen him around, too.

"Happy birthday! I hope it's a good one."

throw_it_off February 16 2009, 03:49:57 UTC

"Hey," he replied, smiling brightly at Nita. "Thanks. I hope so too. It's going well so far, huh?" Grinning, he nodded back at the bar. "Hey, can I get you something to drink or are you good?"

wizard_alive February 16 2009, 04:03:36 UTC

Nita made a face at him, still smiling. "Shouldn't I get you something? I mean, it's your birthday, right?" She looked around. "And yeah. It does seem pretty awesome, actually."

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wizard_alive February 16 2009, 03:00:53 UTC

It was the dressmaybe. Nita grinned as she leaned against the bar, a drink in her hand. It might have been the shoes, too, but she felt... more in-place then she had in a long time.

Maybe since she'd gotten here. Maybe.

She had a list of people to talk too, but she had a lot of other people to meet, first.

im_chuckbass February 16 2009, 03:42:47 UTC

It wasn't that Chuck wasn't happy to be celebrating such an auspicious occasion as Nathaniel's 18th. On the contrary, it was a fitting party - Serena had worked her usual magic, although the venue definitely didn't hurt (and neither did its reasonably open bar) - and, though he couldn't say there was no awkwardness lingering there, he and Nate were on reasonably good terms, all things considered.

Still, the fact that the last couple of weeks had cast the shambling state of his social life in stark relief could not be ignored. He wasn't in the habit of discussing it, but Lyla's absence - especially on evenings like this - still hadn't become ordinary enough to go without notice, and if Nate too was keeping his distance, that meant Chuck had... no one.

But he did have scotch, and that was a start. Couple more of those, and maybe he'd see about circulating.

turnthebadinme February 16 2009, 08:14:00 UTC

"Are we having fun yet?" Serena propped a hand against her hip, brow arched. She might have had a couple drinks already herself and the diminished guest list had played a part in that. At least the fact that club entrance would be paid for more often than not in physical labor meant she was unlikely to be back in often. There was no reason not to take advantage of the night.

im_chuckbass February 17 2009, 15:45:37 UTC

"Getting there," Chuck said, turning his attention from his glass to Serena as she posed in front of him. "You know, for all that I thought Nathaniel's 18th might be hosted in a gentleman's club, I never in a million years thought you'd be responsible." He smirked. Once upon a time, maybe, back when Serena would have been as likely to be on top of the bar as drinking at it. But lately? Not a chance. Just another way, he supposed, that things had changed here - though this was apparently one of the rare ones that went for the better.

turnthebadinme February 20 2009, 02:38:44 UTC

"I do like to surprise once in a while," Serena replied, lips pursed in a faint smirk. "Besides, there aren't a whole lot of likely venues here." The lack of actual strippers made the place more palatable, too, or she suspected it would, for those not ordinarily inclined to that kind of thing. So far, she'd only been to the club the once, and it turned out that, while watching her friends get up and dance around at a drunken party was one thing, watching people she knew strip semi-professionally was something else entirely and would probably contribute to the number of hours she would eventually need to spend in therapy.

alethioliar February 20 2009, 08:41:21 UTC

Though she looked, albeit unintentionally, like she fit the part well enough, Lyra wasn't good with these sorts of parties. And she wasn't good at not being good at things. Which made for a vaguely uncomfortable sort of girl beneath the general disregard for most of what was going on.

The clothes box had given her a crimson dress with far too much poof around the bottom for her liking but she'd failed to do much with her hair beyond give it a few quick brushes. Still, she did not look like a child playing dress-up, and when people talked to her, they lacked the usual pat-on-the-head tone she remembered hearing at Mrs. Coulter's mixers.

Admittedly, all of this bothered her more than it should have.